On the other side of the valley, in the shadows.
Xue Qinghe's body tensed up involuntarily.
Her pupils contracted as she stared intently at the blood-red figure descending from the sky.
"It's Tang Chen!"
"Isn't he dead?"
Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing next to her, felt the terrifying pressure that seemed to tear space apart and asked curiously.
"Your Highness, do you recognize this person?"
Xue Qinghe took a deep breath, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity.
"Tang Chen was the previous sect leader of the Haotian Sect."
"He was a contemporary of my grandfather, Qian Daoliu, from the Spirit Hall, and Poseidon, the High Priest of Seagod Island."
"It is said that this person was exceptionally talented and was once known as invincible on land. Even my grandfather and Poseidon were no match for him."
"But later, in order to pursue the path to godhood, he entered the City of Slaughter and disappeared without a trace. Everyone thought he had perished."
A tremendous storm raged in Xue Qinghe's heart.
She never imagined that Tang Chen was still alive!
And it even appeared here!
Upon hearing Xue Qinghe's explanation, Zhu Zhuqing gasped.
"This person... is actually this strong?!"
Even the judges of the Spirit Hall and the high priest of Seagod Island were no match for them.
What a terrifying existence that must be!
...
In the field.
Tang Qing's gaze was calmly fixed on Tang Chen, who was suspended in mid-air.
He could sense that the aura emanating from the other party was exceptionally powerful.
It was an energy mixed with soul power and pure killing intent, full of aggression and destruction.
His true strength is probably far beyond that of an ordinary level 99 Limit Douluo.
This was the first time since he came into this world that he had sensed a hint of danger from another person.
It was a pure and extreme killing intent, as if it had coalesced into mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
However, Tang Qing's eyes remained calm and still.
This brief standoff was broken by a trembling call.
"grandfather!"
Tang Hao's voice was hoarse, a mixture of excitement and elation at surviving a disaster.
"You...you're still alive!"
Tang San also realized what was happening. Ignoring the excruciating pain from his broken leg, his face flushed with a sickly redness, he shouted loudly.
"Great-grandfather!"
Tang Chen's bloodshot gaze finally shifted from Tang Qing to his two disheveled descendants.
When he saw Tang Hao's severed right arm and listless aura, as well as Tang San's empty right leg, his ancient face showed an even stronger murderous intent.
"Hao'er, mistress."
Tang Chen's voice was deep, carrying a hint of the vicissitudes of time.
"Back then, in my quest for the path to godhood, I entered the City of Slaughter, but I was tricked by the Rakshasa God and parasitized by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, leaving me mentally unstable for many years."
"It was only recently that we were fortunate enough to regain our peace and return to the mainland, but I never imagined that... my Haotian Sect would fall to such a state!"
His words contained a raging fury.
Upon hearing this, Tang San was overjoyed and immediately pressed for more information.
"Great-grandfather, what is your current strength...?"
Tang Chen stood proudly in mid-air, his blood-red wings fluttering gently, and an aura of dominance over the world spread out.
"When the gods do not appear, I am the ruler of the human world."
His voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly, carrying an undeniable confidence.
"On the continent, there is no one who can withstand even a single blow from me!"
Invincible!
These two words were like a powerful stimulant, injected deep into the hearts of Tang San and Tang Hao.
A near-manic joy appeared on Tang San's face.
My great-grandfather was so powerful!
Revenge may be within reach!
Tang Hao was also invigorated, as he knew all too well the brilliance of his grandfather back in the day.
That was a peerless figure who, with just a Haotian Hammer, made the entire era suffocate!
He overpowered Qian Daoliu of the Spirit Hall and Poseidon Island, and was hailed as the strongest on land!
Now that he claims to be invincible, then he must be invincible!
"Great-grandfather!"
Tang San pointed at Tang Qing impatiently, his voice filled with resentment and venom.
"It's him! This Blue Silver King named Tang Qing!"
"He stole my Xiao Wu! He even severed my right leg! He forcibly ripped the 100,000-year-old soul bone from my leg!"
Tang Hao also pointed at Tang Qing with his remaining left hand, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Grandpa! This beast is extremely ferocious. It not only seriously injured me, but also coveted your granddaughter-in-law, Ah Yin!"
He stole Ah Yin's true form, the Blue Silver Emperor, with malicious intent!
"He completely disregards our Haotian Sect! You must kill him to avenge us!"
The father and son worked together, listing Tang Qing's "crimes" one by one.
Listening to the cries of his descendants and seeing their miserable state, Tang Chen's bloodshot eyes blazed with murderous intent.
His own grandson had his arm severed and his soul drained, and was left hanging like a dead dog.
His great-grandson had his legs cut off, his soul stolen, and suffered endless humiliation.
Even his granddaughter-in-law was taken away!
What an utter disgrace!
"Well... well done, Blue Silver King!"
Tang Chen laughed in anger, and a blood-red aura shot up from his body, making the entire sky appear even more eerie.
"I was thinking of sparing your life and giving you a quick death because you have some knowledge."
"Now it seems that even if I extract your soul and burn it with the Soul Refining Fire for ten thousand years, it will not be enough to vent the hatred in my heart!"
Despite the devastating rage, Tang Qing remained calm.
He spoke calmly.
"He wants to kill me, so am I not allowed to kill him?"
"You people from the Haotian Sect are all hypocritical, one after another."
Tang Qing understood that this battle was unavoidable.
If he wants to leave with Tang Hao and Tang San, he must get past Tang Chen.
As for escaping?
This idea had never crossed his mind.
Although this Tang Chen is very strong, his aura is far more powerful than that of ordinary titled Douluo, and he may have already reached the realm of demigod.
However, it is absolutely impossible for him to kill himself.
I may not be without the ability to fight back!
"Even when death is imminent, you still dare to be stubborn!"
Tang Chen stopped talking and his overwhelming killing intent materialized.
"Slaying God Domain, activate!"
Buzz—!
A blood-red halo suddenly spread out from Tang Chen!
Wherever the halo passed, space distorted and everything withered!
The entire valley instantly transformed into a blood-red hellscape!
The wails of countless wronged souls echoed throughout the realm, frantically eroding people's minds and vitality.
"When the gods do not appear, I shall be the ruler!"
Tang Chen's voice, like a divine judgment, echoed in the blood-red world.
"I have already stepped one foot into the threshold of godhood. How can you, a mere Title Douluo, possibly contend with me?!"
In the shadows of the valley, Zhu Zhuqing felt a terrifying pressure that almost froze her soul, and her delicate body involuntarily tensed up.
Her long, shapely legs, encased in black leather pants, trembled slightly from the exertion.
"Demigod...Your Majesty..."
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